Poems No. 400-499 Page 1

Poems No. 400-499
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400 A Tongue -- to tell Him I am true! Its fee -- to be of Gold -- Had Nature -- in Her monstrous House A single Ragged Child -- To earn a Mine -- would run That Interdicted Way, And tell Him -- Charge thee speak it plain -- That so far -- Truth is True? And answer What I do -- Beginning with the Day That Night -- begun -- Nay -- Midnight -- 'twas -- Since Midnight -- happened -- say -- If once more -- Pardon -- Boy -- The Magnitude thou may Enlarge my Message -- If too vast Another Lad -- help thee -- Thy Pay -- in Diamonds -- be -- And His -- in solid Gold -- Say Rubies -- if He hesitate -- My Message -- must be told -- Say -- last I said -- was This -- That when the Hills -- come down -- And hold no higher than the Plain -- My Bond -- have just begun -- And when the Heavens -- disband -- And Deity conclude -- Then -- look for me. Be sure you say -- Least Figure -- on the Road -- 401 What Soft -- Cherubic Creatures -- These Gentlewomen are -- One would as soon assault a Plush -- Or violate a Star -- Such Dimity Convictions -- A Horror so refined Of freckled Human Nature -- Of Deity -- ashamed -- It's such a common -- Glory -- A Fisherman's -- Degree -- Redemption -- Brittle Lady -- Be so -- ashamed of Thee -- 402 I pay -- in Satin Cash -- You did not state -- your price -- A Petal, for a Paragraph It near as I can guess -- 403 The Winters are so short -- I'm hardly justified In sending all the Birds away -- And moving into Pod -- Myself -- for scarcely settled -- The Phoebes have begun -- And then -- it's time to strike my Tent -- And open House -- again -- It's mostly, interruptions -- My Summer -- is despoiled -- Because there was a Winter -- once -- And al the Cattle -- starved -- And so there was a Deluge -- And swept the World away -- But Ararat's a Legend -- now -- And no one credits Noah -- 404 How many Flowers fail in Wood -- Or perish from the Hill -- Without the privilege to know That they are Beautiful -- How many cast a nameless Pod Upon the nearest Breeze -- Unconscious of the Scarlet Freight -- It bear to Other Eyes -- 405 It might be lonelier Without the Loneliness -- I'm so accustomed to my Fate -- Perhaps the Other -- Peace -- Would interrupt the Dark -- And crowd the little Room -- Too scant -- by Cubits -- to contain The Sacrament -- of Him -- I am not used to Hope -- It might intrude upon -- Its sweet parade -- blaspheme the place -- Ordained to Suffering -- It might be easier To fail -- with Land in Sight -- Than gain -- My Blue Peninsula -- To perish -- of Delight -- 406 Some -- Work for Immortality -- The Chiefer part, for Time -- He -- Compensates -- immediately -- The former -- Checks -- on Fame -- Slow Gold -- but Everlasting -- The Bullion of Today -- Contrasted with the Currency Of Immortality -- A Beggar -- Here and There -- Is gifted to discern Beyond the Broker's insight -- One's -- Money -- One's -- the Mine - 407 If What we could -- were what we would -- Criterion -- be small -- It is the Ultimate of Talk -- The Impotence to Tell -- 408 Unit, like Death, for Whom? True, like the Tomb, Who tells no secret Told to Him -- The Grave is strict -- Tickets admit Just two -- the Bearer -- And the Borne -- And seat -- just One -- The Living -- tell -- The Dying -- but a Syllable -- The Coy Dead -- None -- No Chatter -- here -- no tea -- So Babbler, and Bohea -- stay there -- But Gravity -- and Expectation -- and Fear -- A tremor just, that All's not sure. 409 They dropped like Flakes -- They dropped like Stars -- Like Petals from a Rose -- When suddenly across the June A wind with fingers -- goes -- They perished in the Seamless Grass -- No eye could find the place -- But God can summon every face Of his Repealless -- List. 410 The first Day's Night had come -- And grateful that a thing So terrible -- had been endured -- I told my Soul to sing -- She said her Strings were snapt -- Her Bow -- to Atoms blown -- And so to mend her -- gave me work Until another Morn -- And then -- a Day as huge As Yesterdays in pairs, Unrolled its horror in my face -- Until it blocked my eyes -- My Brain -- begun to laugh -- I mumbled -- like a fool -- And tho' 'tis Years ago -- that Day -- My Brain keeps giggling -- still. And Something's odd -- within -- That person that I was -- And this One -- do not feel the same -- Could it be Madness -- this?
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